Elliot was probably the very definition of a lady’s man, so why was he feeling this way? After Matthew Quigley, a guy from America who was supposed to kill Aboriginal Australians (who killed his parents as a child and wanted revenge) but ended up not doing it, leaving him to resort to you. A sharpshooter, almost as good as Matthew, but not quite there. While loading your gun, which you kept dropping the bullets so he stepped behind you, his chest against your back and his chin on your shoulder as he looked down at the rifle in your hands, fixing it for you

“You might want to clean it…” he advised, his voice deep and smooth in your ear